Yesterday I Held Your Hand, Reverently I Pressed It, And Its Gentle Yieldingness From My Soul I Blessed It. But To-Day I Sit Alone, Sad And Sore Repining; Must Our Gold Forever Know Flames For The Refining? Yesterday I Walked With You, Could A Day Be Sweeter? Life Was All A Lyric Song Set To Tricksy Meter. Ah, To-Day Is Like A Dirge,-- Place My Arms Around You, Let Me Feel The Same Dear Joy As When First I Found You. Let Me Once Retrace My Steps, From These Roads Unpleasant, Let My Heart And Mind And Soul All Ignore The Present. Yesterday The Iron Seared And To-Day Means Sorrow. Pause, My Soul, Arise, Arise, Look Where Gleams The Morrow.